I have decided to keep posting. I know, I know, all of you can barely contain your joy and excitement. However, the focus shall change a bit.
As those of you who know me personally are aware of, I am currently going through an unbelievably amicable, and yet unbelievably painful, divorce. Yes, from the man I have waxed on and on about. He is still all of those things, and more, and will always be the father of my children, and one of the great loves of my life. But sometimes people change, and sometimes they don’t. Enough about that.
So I am now single. Alone. Solo. Solitario. Alleen. Ei ben ei hun.*
So now that I am single, I could just rush into the fucking frenzy like a shark in a . . . fucking frenzy? But I think not. I think it is time I slowed down, put on the Barry White, Rhianna, and Maroon 5 (don’t you judge me!) and remember my sexuality as defined by me. And only me for a while. Ok, going hardcore withdrawal on the cock might be asking too much of myself, but I am enjoying the Lelo Siri, the world’s best vibrator for picky clits! So maybe I can hold out for a while, at least until I get my head on straight.
Right? I mean it IS possible to go a couple of months without sex, right? RIGHT???
* Did you know about google translate?
I wish you the best! And Yes, it IS possible. I went a couple years without. So a couple months can be done…I won’t say easily done, but it can be done.
Glad you’re back and good luck with the next chapter.